Close to my Heart

I can't run,
can't hide from these things
these precious things
I've suppressed inside for so long
how i've ached to let them just
leak from the cracks of a tired,
and broken soul

like a mirror that shows the reflection
of no one and nothing
I'd become a specter
in the eyes of everything
I'd ever known

On bruised knees
I offer up this prayer -
the final desperate act
of one who has nothing
left to give...

I pray to You
now, in the hour
that claims me,
please lend me wings
that I might fly away,
so far from here...
let me sleep,
and dream of a place
where my spirit never aches,
never yearns for 'silly' wishes
and dreams...

Let me find myself
in that field of stars
full of hope...

I'll be but just a second...
let me find the one
that my tears brought
to You... let me cradle
it and finally, please
let me say goodbye.

It wasn't meant to be.